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Post by amalia vitale on Jul 27, 2010 7:05:42 GMT -8
 " it was actually the first time the seventeen year old had been home in nearly a week, her parents had been out of town, giving her permission to stay with friends like juliet and aleks as much as she chose, which really wasn't that much different from any week during summer holiday. even if her parents hadn't been gone, she would've been avoiding her home like the plague because her summer holidays also meant summer holidays for her only brother. they'd never had the warm and fuzzy relationship most of her friends shared with her siblings had, which she'd always been kind of jealous of, except for when she was a kid, it was probably the only time he'd ever been nice to her, rough housing then hadn't left her with bruises or had to be broken up by their father because it was getting too serious. he also hadn't tested out words like slut and bitch and whore against her back then. she frowned as she twisted the door knob to her room, she was only back tonight because there had been a good chance her zia was going to be in town and sam wasn't exactly the most gracious host, especially to the women in their family. as it was they'd both known for weeks she was going to be in the general area and he wasn't even home in case she was going to be here. tonight it was a plus though, she hadn't talked to him since she'd run the idea of moving in with juliet by her mom who'd reluctantly agreed and said she'd discuss it with delilah's dad while they were gone this week. eighteen wasn't that far off but she knew her dad wouldn't be happy with it, but it might have been easier to convince while he was away from her and the house he'd seen her grow up in, plus there was the lack of sentimentality that filled him when he faced a business trip, he was always much more fair with her about something when he was stuck in business mode, she didn't always get her way, but he looked at things a little more objectively. it had always been her plan to move out as soon as she could manage especially more recently with the way sam had been acting, it didn't mean that she was exactly thrilled about leaving her house, she'd miss it, enjoyed all the time with her sister and her mother, but the pros far far outweighed the cons. she chewed on her lip a little as she laid back across her bed staring at the ceiling and the stuff she'd doodled with her friends over the years - something her dad hadn't been particularly fond of until her mom reminded him it'd paint right over. it was hard trying to identify exactly when her loveable jerk of a brother become the douche bag he was today, certainly he'd gotten rapidly worse over the past year or so, but she couldn't explain what was up with him lately. he'd threatened to castrate guys who'd simply made a lewd joke about her and now calling her a slut seemed to be his favorite thing to do. what's worse was the way she kept defending him, levi had been right if it were anyone else she would've ended him. but it's just what she'd always done with sam, they fought, he was a dick to her and she always had his back, with her friends who'd always said he took things to far, with their parents when he missed curfew or nearly got caught in a lie, when his babysitting duties coincided with a date she always helped him out by looking after their baby sister.
" she wasn't happy with it all but she also wasn't keen on having gabe, or levi or jayden try to do something about it. it maybe have gotten really intense over the past couple weeks, but it was all apart of the pattern, he had periods where he was almost unbearable, mild periods and then periods where he was sort of normal and stable where his insults were more on par with something you'd heard in a third grade classroom. the normal period was when they'd been able to form a few decent memories an unexpected trip to the beach, private jokes, buying her a new leo one time because he'd seen her admiring it in the catalog. no matter how rare and fleeting this normal period was that was the sam she clung to, the moments she tried to convince herself happened more often then they did. the moments that stopped her from complaining to her mom, that made her make jayden promise her to leave it alone - though this time around she'd accepted that things were getting a little out of hand and she'd stop trying to downplay it. it hadn't really worked because it was less then twenty four hours later she'd walked into the kitchen and he looked up from whatever magazine he was reading and chirped, "hey slut," with a smile on his face like he hadn't said anything wrong. she flinched a little at the memory, before she groaned and rolled over on to her stomach, ignoring how her thin cardigan tangled around her. that night she'd spent at aleks' house trying to put on a fake smile for one of her closest friends as she played with the toddler she'd adopted as her niece, and keeping her conversation with jay before bed short so she didn't have to lie to him about sam saying anything more to her. when she'd went to juliet's she'd heard sam's voice once as she worked on some lunch and promptly heard juliet tell him to go to hell. it was delightful bit of sam free time that she normally only got when university was in and he was staying in the dorms, she only normally saw him on weekends during their school year and it was normally as one of them were on their way out of the door. it was a fantastic system that left her in better spirits and him in less danger of getting abused by her boyfriend, best friends or their pseudo-cousin. delilah stifled a yawn as she sat back up tossing a bored glance around her room, she hated the waiting game and spending the last few nights with your best friends didn't exactly insure you a ton of sleep. she felt her self nodding out a little as the loud guitar of her ringtone filled the room and jolted her back awake, she reached for her phone on her night stand and opened the text message she'd just gotten, "storms delayed plane, be in tomorrow." were the words from her aunt and delilah sighed, "fabulous," she muttered drawing a hand through her recently highlighted waves, wrapping the blonde strip that came from her temple around her finger before she pushed a sigh through her lips. sam hadn't known she was coming home, so if she just spent the rest of her night in her room she could effectively avoid him, right? crap, her car was parked out front. this was ridiculous, hiding from her brother.
" delilah didn't have much more time to think about what she was going to do when she heard the front door of her house slam shut, she jumped as she heard it and the angry use of her name, slightly slurred and she knew sam was pissed and drunk. for the first time she actually felt a little bit of fear boiling in her stomach as she stood, tugging the hem of her dress down a little and going to her door way as he called out for her again, "what.. happened?" she furrowed her brows as she took in his face, there was the shocking red of blood coming from his lip and it looked like his eye was beginning to swell, overall he had the distinct disheveled look of someone who'd gotten in a fight. the only words she could pick out from his ragings were "your boyfriend" and her stomach dropped a little, she didn't even have the time to be mad yet about jayden going behind her back and doing the exact thing she'd made him promise not to do, right now she was just concerned with how jayden had faired, both of them were ridiculously built though jaydent had more practice actually throwing it around sam just kind of relied on his appearance to make people back off. ignoring sam she turned back to her room to grab her purse and shoes and as she headed back of out of her room she ran full on into him, "where the fuck are you going? you're going to see him aren't you?" she gritted her teeth before she stepped around him, crying out when he grabbed tightly at her arm, she shook loose from his grip, "yes i am actually," she said turning back around and heading towards the stairs, growling a little as he grabbed her arm again, "let go of me, sam, because quite frankly i don't really care what the fuck happened to you, he promised me he wouldn't do this so you must have deserved it," her words were hard, and she glared at him and all combined it must of been like a slap in the face because she felt his grip on her arm loosen and it dropped from his hand. shooting a final glare at her brother she hurried down the stairs and out the front door frowning at the cracked glass from when he'd thrown his little fit, she heard him call her name and she ignored it as she shut the door behind her heading towards her car.
" despite what her words to sam may have suggested she was not at all cool with this. she hadn't wanted this to end up like this and she was pretty sure her and jayden's definitions of this being deserved would vary greatly. the short drive to his house seemed faster then normal as she tried to keep her own temper under control, she was probably the last person to be lecturing anyone on having a short temper. knocking on his door she waited less then patiently until his sister answered, delilah forced a smile and she was glad when austyn just understood she was not in the mood for their usual friendly exchanges and she pointed behind her, "kitchen." was all she said stepping out of delilah's way and she felt her smile lose a little of the edge as she crossed her arms over her stomach and made her way through the familiar ice, when she entered his back was to her and she cleared her throat, "tell my why my brother just came storming into the house, bitching me out because you two got in a fight?" she said her voice too controlled, it was the scary kind of calm, "because i think i specifically asked you to leave this alone jayden."
this is tagged to jayden/the wonderful affy.<3 & it is complete. i've got about way way way way way too many things to say to you. you can find the threads delilah is rocking right here. i've got to give a shout to liz for graphics while those lyrics up there go to joe jonas & demi lovato, wouldn't change a thing. oh! i can't forget i have to say; jaylilah = ♥. oh my god it's so long, i'm sorrrrrrrrry. :c just like ignore half of it. :D
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Post by jayden mattias gates on Aug 27, 2010 6:53:58 GMT -8
 - -Getting in a fight with a drunk person? Really? Was he really that stupid? It appeared that he was, though maybe, just maybe, this was all just a dream, that it wasn’t really sam standing there, swearing and cradling his jaw, and that this was just another - very realistic – fantasy he was having about beating the crap out of the eldest whitlock like he’d been itching to ever since levi had spilled about him calling delilah a whore. Though really, as far as those went, this one was pretty tame, really tame actually, this time he hadnt even been the one to instigate, this time he’d actually been trying to walk away, even when he’d was saying things that coming from anyone elses lips would have earned him a punch in the face long ago, and even after sam had shoved hard into the edge of a table, obviously not satisfied with the lack of response to his taunts, to which jay had promptly shoved back and turned to walk away again, earning him the punch in the ribs that finally snapped what self control he still had left, letting loose the weeks of built up anger he'd been holding in. It was too bad this wasnt a dream, a dream he couldnt get in trouble with delilah for, but it definitely wasnt a dream, the ache in his side was proof of that, as well as the blood coming from sams lip, it wasn’t long after that some of his old soccer friends stepped in to break it up, it took the three of them to pull him unwillingly outside, even then, they had trouble with keeping him there, “chill the fuck out jay. Hes drunk. He’s just talking shit, you know better” tyler, who had always been the most sensible of the three, scolded, frowning, “oh, like you wouldn’t be the same” luke quipped, grinning and slinging his arm across jays shoulder, “you looked like you were gonna kill him dude, fuck, ive never seen you that angry” he added, shaking his head, but still grinning, “I was thinking about it.. ” he muttered, earning him another reproving look from tyler, and a laugh from luke, who clearly only stepped in, and grudgingly, because of ty, and not because he’d really been in any way concerned about the situation. Sighing, he turned to tyler, “thanks. ” he said, trying to rouse a smile, but not quite managing it, “delilah is still gonna kill me, but thanks. ” he added, ignoring the whip cracking sound that luke made then, or the punch that tyler gave him for it, but instead started towards his car, thankful that in the crowd lingering in the carpark sam was nowhere to be seen, he might have calmed down a little, but it wouldn’t take much right now to set him off again.
- -climbing into the front seat of his car, he started it and reached for the stereo, turning it right up in and effort to just block out everything else, which didn’t work as well as he hoped. it was crazy to think, not that long ago, he’d actually had a semi decent relationship with sam, they hadnt been friends exactly, but they hadnt been like this, with sam treating him like the skeezy guy who was just out to deflower his sister, and him doing everything in his power to piss sam off whenever they saw each other, he knew the smartass quips weren’t helping anything, but he was fed up with trying to be civil, fed up acting like he was okay with the situation, fed up with having to sit back and do nothing, especially when it went against everything he'd ever been taught. He barely registered the drive home, or austyn coming out of the house, wondering why he was still sitting in the car even though he’d pulled into the driveway over twenty minutes ago. “earth to jayden..” she joked, leaning against the car and poking her head through the open window, the smile one her face falling away quickly as she took in the expression on his face, “jay…” she said softly, worried now, reluctantly, he reached for the door handle, waiting for his sister to move before pushing the door open and getting carefully out, trying not to give away that he was any way hurt, which was a wasted effort, because as soon as he was out of the car, she prodded him playfully in the ribs, trying to lighten his mood, an just so happened to catch him right on the bruised area, to which he sucked in a quick breath, trying not to wince, but he couldn’t quite cover it, turning toward the house he made quickly for the front door, ignoring her questions, he heard her growl a little as he pulled his shirt off and tossed it down with his shoes by the door, a habit he'd gotten into after coming home muddy from practices, and one that she hated, “jay, whats going on? What happened to you?” she pressed, halting him briefly, he worry overriding her annoyance for the moment, “nothing.. ” he said gruffly, pulling out of her gip and heading towards for the kitchen.
- -he wasn’t surprised to hear a knock at the door, he’s been expecting delilah to come around, however, he had been hoping it wouldn’t be until he’d cooled off a little more, until he had a better hold of his temper, and fleetingly, not until after he’d cleaned himself up, because, yes, he had briefly toyed with the idea of trying to pretend it hadn’t happened, but he’d disregarded that pretty quickly, he wasn’t that good of a liar, she’d see through him in like two seconds flat and get more annoyed at him trying to lie, that and, even if he did somehow manage to convince her, there was a room full of witnesses, a lot of which went to the academy, so it wouldn’t take long for news of the fight to get back to her. Pulling an icepack out of the fridge, he wrapped a tea towel around it and pressed it gingerly to the left side of his ribcage, which was the first and only decent punch that sam had managed to get in, and that was purely out of luck, he’d been too trashed to have any sort of aim, so it had just been a wild swing, one that fucking hurt too, though he’d never own up to exactly how much, still, he was pretty sure, in a fair fight, that is, a fight where one of them wasn’t completely inebriated, he’d probably still win, or at least, he’d easily be able to hold his own, a knowledge that probably wasn’t going to help him much in holding his tongue where sam was concerned, yeah, he wouldn’t be letting him live it down any time soon, especially after all the shit he’d given him the other day about watching himself, which would have been intimidating to just about anyone else, intimidating to him even, a couple of years ago, when sam still had a couple of inches on him, but not now. He’d almost forgotten Delilah for a moment, but her voice, surprisingly calm, quickly snapped him back into reality, he frowned, but didn’t turn around, “dels… dont ” he murmured in a low voice, shifting the icepack a little and wincing, god, he hoped it was just badly bruised, not cracked or worse, his jaw clenched when she ignored his warning and started up anyway, and he closed his eyes, trying not to snap at her like he wanted to right now, he didn’t want to fight her about this, just this once, he wished she would just understand that, and let it go, but that was too much to ask for, he felt her hand on his arm, followed by a tug as she forced him to turn around a face her, “I said don’t.. ” he said though his teeth, meeting her gaze for a moment, before glancing briefly to the front door as it clicked closed, and he wondered idly where austyn was going, before he realized she was just trying to give them some space, glancing back at delilahs face he kind of wished he wasnt all alone with her right then. yeah, he was in for it now.
this right here is for the other half of jaylilah / supermuse & it is done , and i've got about one thousand three hundred things to say to you. you can find the threads i'm rocking right here . i've got to give a shout to youuu <3 . oh! i can't forget i have to say ; fml. sorrrrrrrry this took so long <3
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Post by amalia vitale on Aug 28, 2010 8:57:53 GMT -8
- - -" she'd like to have the patience of her mom had or aleks. just one time it'd be really handy for her to be able to stop, take a breath and try this crazy concept called, "being reasonable." all logic pointed to her taking a moment to pull over and just try to calm down a little before she went over to his place, completely and totally pissed. it wasn't just her irritation fuelling her though, the worry there was strong too, she highly doubted sam had done any real damage, otherwise he wouldn't have been so pissed when he stormed into the house, but she still felt it. she still had to worry maybe sam had gotten a good hit in, jayden was tough, and sam didn't really know how to use the muscles he had - effectively at least - especially when he was shitfaced but she was still kind of worried as she took the constantly rainy streets of her hometown faster then she probably should've. when she did finally arrive in front of jayden's house she tried to take a calming breath and it didn't work so well... okay, it didn't work at all. she felt the worry and anger battle for dominance and it only increased her annoyance with jayden and (mostly) her brother. fucking neanderthals. she thought drawing a hand roughly through her hair, let's just ignore that delilah had no room at all to lecture anyone on their temper. had it not been for jayden or aleks she was pretty sure she'd find herself in a serious fight a lot of the time. especially when it came to her brother, he could try anyone's patience, lately he was really pushing hard for the "prick of the century" award and it was becoming increasingly harder for her to ignore it, and to get jayden to keep his promise to her. she hated doing it to him, hated feeling like she was picking sides by telling jayden to just let it go, trying to get him to go against pretty much everything he stood for, not just with her brother but by hiding their relationship from her dad but it felt necessary. later on he'd understand why she didn't want him beating the shit out of her brother, he probably already did, but he wasn't going to own to it. the same as she would've done in his situation.
delilah pulled her gaze over jayden's shirtless back, she surprised herself by not yelling at him with how pissed off she was, especially when her irritation was so high that she hadn't even let her worry balk at being unable to show up as her eyes hit the ice pack he held to his ribs, her stomach did a funny little drop but she was still running on too much irritation. she shook her head a little at his request, this was not something she was going to let go of easily not that she ever really did a good job at letting things rest. she had a temper she'd picked up from her father, she'd been good with not holding grudges like the man but it didn't take too much to set her off, though even this might have riled her mild-mannered mother up."he was piss drunk jayden," which was not a defense for sam, he should've known better, he knew jayden's temper was just as thin, and thinner when it came to sam's constant degradation of delilah. "seriously, you couldn't have just ignored it, whatever it was... you can't take half the shit he says seriously on a normal day..." she said her voice picking up a little volume and losing the calm edge, taking a step forward, delilah furrowed her brows a little pulling at his arm, "look at me," she demanded, she shook her head, "no." she said forcefully, following his gaze for a second to see austyn's retreating figure before she looked back up at him, "you promised me that you wouldn't go and do something like this!" this close she was having a hard time not getting distracted his half clothed state, or the ice pack pressed to his side, mostly the latter. she was a worrier, especially when it came to jayden and injuries, something that she'd had a lot of opportunity to perfect over the years thanks to his soccer playing and just the normal male's propensity to do stupid shit that more often then not ended up in injury - half the time she wasn't exactly discouraging the stupidity, but she still got all finicky over him. right now that's what she wanted to do, she didn't to fight over sam, she was sick of them fighting about sam, but this was a little different then trying to get him to be a little civil in hope that it wouldn't encourage sam's fucking with them this wasn't a game or an idle threat, it was them actually coming to blows. something she had been dreading and expecting, even when she'd made jay promise she figured that one day jay would finally reach his limit, she was just hoping that before that time came she'd have already hit her eighteenth birthday and she would be moved out and they'd only have to deal with him every once and awhile, normally surrounded by her family where sam would play his part as the perfect son and big brother well and there would be no need for it to ever get taken this far.
of course, something like that was just verging on the edge of delusional thinking, she brought her eyes back to his holding his gaze, "it's not that i even care so much about sam getting fucked up, because whatever, he's an asshole he deserves it but do you think he's not going to tell my parents?" she asked, "let's not even look at the whole you breaking your promise thing, he's going to make a big deal out of it with my parents, and what is that going to do to us?" she sighed, "when i asked you to leave it alone, it wasn't just about me trying to protect sam because he's an idiot and has no idea when to back off or something like that, there were so many more factors in it all. what it was going to do us was one of them." she really didn't care that sam had obviously fared worse in the fight, she honestly didn't, there was a lot of her that was beginning to sever the ties with him so to speak. a lot of her still held on to those good memories they'd had over the years, that was the sam she loved, the sam who had looked out for her, still annoyed her but that sam had been a decent brother. he'd made plenty of jokes over the years about her and jayden, now that it'd finally come to fruition and she was happier then you could honestly imagine he was trying to come along and ruin it. it didn't make sense to her, she didn't like it all but she hadn't wanted to see jayden get into a fight with him, she didn't want to be stuck choosing between jayden and sam, because obviously she was picking jayden.
this is tagged to jayden/the wonderful affy.<3 & it is complete. i've got about 1222 things to say to you. you can find the threads delilah is rocking right here. i've got to give a shout to liz for graphics while those lyrics up there go to joe jonas & demi lovato, wouldn't change a thing. oh! i can't forget i have to say; it's fiiiine. c: look! i can actually write a reasonably lengthed post!
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Post by jayden mattias gates on Oct 3, 2010 6:46:36 GMT -8
- -on the whole he was pretty good at controlling his temper, sure, he had nothing on someone like dominic, who had an insane amount of tolerance, and ability to remain completely and utterly serene despite the situation, but certainly, out of him and delilah, he was easily the more level headed one, the one talking her down when she was upset, or pulling her way before she could get herself into a fight, the only exception of course being frequent fights she got in with her brother, regardless of the way he felt about the guy, there was just no way he was crazy enough to get in the middle of that - until now it would seem. One could argue that maybe this new found protectiveness was tied to delilah’s recent status change from best friend to girlfriend, which might have been, in part, true, not that the way sam had treated her hadn’t bothered him before, because it had, but he hadnt been calling her names back then, the kind of names that he wouldn’t have been happy about whether they were dating right now or not, his grandfather had raised him to be respectful, and while he didn’t always keep to that where austyn was concerned, there was no way he’d even contemplate talking to her the way sam did delilah, even in his most extreme lapses in sensibility, not with any degree of seriousness at least. Which was the most confusing, not the mention frustrating part about all of this, that delilah, who’d punch him for even the mildest of inappropriate comments, or at times, for no reason at all further than her own amusement, would be so eager to ignore this kind on behavior. He couldn’t pretend to understand it, but he tried his best to tolerate it, to go along with it, like she asked, but it was hard to take, especially when he knew, even though she went to lengths not to show it, how much the whole situation upset her. at the mention of sam being drunk he could help growling a little under his breath, but didn’t respond, as it was he was having a hard time suppressing the urge to break something, and comments like that were certainly not helping. he was really getting fucking sick of hearing that excuse, especially when sam’s behavior scarcely improved when there wasn’t alcohol running through his system, it was the same excuse she used when absolving him calling her a whore, and it just wasn’t cutting it as far as he was concerned. Her next words made him roll his eyes, ignore it, of course, why didn’t I think of that? was what he wanted to say, what his smartass nature was just dying to say, but at this point he was still trying to hold onto the what was left of his self control, that and he knew retaliating was only going to escalate things. Unable to take the disappointment in her eyes, he looked down, trying to ignore the fresh wave of anger that pulled through him, yeah, he knew he fucked up, didn’t mean he liked to be called out on it like that, but did anyone?
- -this wasn’t going to get them anywhere, arguing like this, it was beyond pointless, and it would probably do more harm then good, he knew that, and he was sure that she did too, but here they were. he couldn’t blame her for being pissed, he had promised, albeit grudgingly, and he’d gone back on that promise, but really, it had been a lot to ask of him, it wasn’t that he was a violent person, or the kind to be getting himself into fights, but he was the type to stand up for himself, and the people he cared about. and its not like he hadn’t tried, as much as he would have like to, he hadnt gone and picked the fight with sam, though he couldn’t honestly say that he’d been doing anything lately to improve things between them, pretty much the opposite, but why the fuck should he have to be civil when sam was being anything but? “bullshit delilah ” he snapped, his anger finally getting the better of him, tuning out the sensible part of his brain that knew he should just keep his mouth shut, to just nod and agree, “its got everything to do with sam, always has, always will… ” he added, shaking his head, “ you really think he’s going to be telling anyone that he got fucked up by his little sisters boyfriend?... [/i][/color]” he asked, the smallest glimmer of satisfaction in his dark eyes at her momentary lack of response, “ least of all your dad, he’s too proud for that .. fuck, I wouldn’t be owning up to that shit either…” he added quickly, before she had time to recover, “ but so what if he does? Fuck, I might even tell your dad myself.. ” he added, his expression a little smug, “ or do I have to lie to him about this too? ” he asked, his tone sarcastic, yeah, that was a little mean, but he was too angry to feel regret at the look of hurt that flashed in her eyes, before her expression hardened again, even if she hadnt already been pissed before there was no doubt that she would have been now, but he was barely listening, there was something oddly alluring about the expression on her face, and heedless to the fact that she was heatedly yelling at him, he pulled her close and kissed her, a hungry intense kind of kiss that she at first tried to resist, pushing him away, but gave into fully once he’d brought his lips back to hers again. It was dangerous to carried away like this, especially with her reservations about sex, but honestly, it was about the last thing he was thinking about right now as his hands wrapped around the back of her legs and lifted her onto the bench behind them. [/sub] [/color] this right here is for the other half of jaylilah / supermuse & it is done , and i've got about a thousand things to say to you. you can find the threads i'm rocking right here . i've got to give a shout to youuu <3 . oh! i can't forget i have to say ; is freaking 1am im dead tired, but i cant sleep on account of the party happening next door. so if this doesnt make sense, and it probably wont, that would be why.
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Post by amalia vitale on Oct 4, 2010 7:49:45 GMT -8
- - -" delilah had to admit that when she'd made jayden make that promise that she knew there was a high probability he wouldn't be able to keep it, he may have ben the more reasonable of them both but they had the same protective tendencies, protective tendencies that seemed to be markedly higher when it came to the other, even before they'd made the transition from best friends to boyfriend and girlfriend. there had always been the worry that sam took things a little too far, based on the numerous physical fights jayden had witnessed or the ones he'd heard retold from one or both of them, but things had gotten worse. at least their fights before held no worse then bitch or asshole, now.. now they begun to stung. she could finally admit things were going a little to far but for some reason she still found herself defending him. she hated that she did, hated that it pulled the rift up between her and jayden that it did but it didn't change the fact that she was. the first time she'd let it slide simply because shock had frozen her, she was surprised that he'd take things that far, especially with the flippancy he'd first treated the relationship with according to gabriel. even when she'd told him that gabriel had told her he knew and she'd gone to him to ask him not to tell their father which had cost her fifty bucks and two weekends of babysitting their little sister, which was actually pretty generous for sam. the succeeding fifty million times he'd called her a slut sine the first? she didn't know what was making her so protective of him, why she was taking it. it pissed her off, but they'd always had this antagonistic relationship, he'd stop soon, right? when he'd called her a whore she chalked it up to the drinking even though it had resulted in some tears on her end and even calling levi and not denying the tears that were flowing easily, the apology she'd gotten from sam had seemed genuine and sincere and she'd been able to just revert back to that every time he'd said something foul to her after. it was beyond dumb and she knew it. she'd been able to hear the strained patience in his voice earlier, the tone that had warned her to stop but her temper ignoring it and now he'd sniped back at her, which she'd expected to some degree and it only raised her irritation and her eyes narrowed slightly, she opened her mouth to go right back at him but he kept on going, allowing a pause for her to answer his question and she hated that she didn't have one, yeah, when he put it that way it wasn't likely he was going to own to what happened. she hated the air of satisfaction and smugness that clung to his words and filtered through his smile and eyes at the fact as he kept on, taking over the argument for the moment.
"that's not fair, jayden, and you know it!" she yelled back at him, almost doubly pissed off at him now, "i said we'd tell him when he got back! and it's not like i really enjoy lying to him either but-" and then his lips were on hers, it seemed to be his go-to comeback, anytime she was yelling at him for some reason or another he always tried to kiss her quite, which normally worked, in fact it had been how their second try at a first kiss had worked, she'd been yelling at him and he'd pulled her to him and kissed her. this kiss was different. this wasn't the trying to shut her up kind of kiss, this was the kind of kiss that always pushed at her self-control and made her stomach dance, right now she was too pissed to pull out that kind of reaction or even really register the kind of kiss other then it held a conviction - one that she was chalking up to really wanting to diffuse this fight before he said something dumber and she said something she would regret. she wasn't letting go of this fight though, this was the last thing she wanted to happen between them, this fight and the fight that had lead to it, she pushed hard at his shoulders, "stop it," she said, her brows drawing together, "you can't do that every fucking time you're wr-" it didn't take much longer for him to pull her back in and even though she might have been mad when he'd first kissed her it still took a blow to her steam, this one dissolved it. and it did so quickly. she felt the butterflies- or, rather, the rabid mutant moths - that twisted in her stomach as well as the rush of hormones that just wanted more, these were the kisses that always made her pull back no matter how much she didn't want to, because no matter how much she loved him she was still really nervous about having sex with him. it wasn't that she didn't trust him, it was just her first time. these kisses always managed to push away the nerves as much as they intensified them. be it because she was already so heated or it was a heavier kiss she wrapped her arms around his neck easily, trying to pull herself closer to him, her skin tingling where his hands gripped her legs as he pulled her up, a small smile turned her lips. she gasped a little at the cold surface he set her on, involuntarily trying to arch her body away from it, a move that only pushed her further into him, which did nothing to help clear her spinning head or encourage her to pull back for anything but lack of oxygen, which came swiftly, and she finally drew her lips away from his for a moment her breathing heavy and ragged. "you really do have to stop doing that to me," she murmured before she brought his lips back to his, returning to the kiss with all the intensity it had before. she let a hand draw slowly down his chest and over the coppery ridges of his stomach, the other moving over his shoulder, fingers lightly digging into his back as the intensity of the kiss showed no sign of abating. the doubts that normally cropped up during this time staying firmly smothered and silent for once.
this is tagged to jayden/the wonderful affy.<3 & it is complete. i've got about eleven hundred things to say to you. you can find the threads delilah is rocking right here. i've got to give a shout to liz for graphics while those lyrics up there go to joe jonas & demi lovato, wouldn't change a thing. oh! i can't forget i have to say; rude neighbors, ftl. but it made sense. :)
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Post by jayden mattias gates on Oct 31, 2010 5:28:13 GMT -8
- -as much as he hated to admit it, there was definitely a little of the ‘because she told me not to’ aspect to what had happened with sam, not that he’d ever own to that, it was hardly going to improve her mood to know a small part had thrown that first punch out of pure defiance, to her, and to that ridiculous promise that she’d made him make, because as pissed as he had been at the time, he could have still held it back, he knew he could have if he’d wanted to, but he hadn’t wanted to… just like he hadn’t wanted to all the other times either, but somehow he managed it, generally by taking out his aggression on inanimate objects, the last conversation he’d had with the guy had resulted in with his desk on the opposite side of his room, and a sizable hole in the wall, one which he had gruffly refused to comment about when delilah had asked him, the one before that he’d gone for a long hard run and didn’t come home until early the next morning, that’s probably what he should have done this time, but he didn’t want to be the one to back down, again, not with such blatant provocation on sams part, still, it had been a good thing that his friends had been there, to pull him off, otherwise things could have ended up a lot worse. he didn’t have many buttons to push, but delilah had always been the most sensitive one, quickest way to piss him off was talk shit about her, or make crude jokes, like his friends from the academy had too often done, just to get a rise out of him, a reaction that he’d always argued was simply because they’d grown up together and were close, had fooled himself into believing for the longest time, obviously he knew better than that now, didn’t change the fact that delilah had over the years become singularly the most important person in his life, which always felt a little disloyal, considering everything they’d been through before coming here, still, he knew in his heart if it came down to the two, he’d pick delilah, luckily, he doubted there'd be any reason that he’d have to.
- -if his mind wasn’t caught up with other things, he might have felt a little smug about how quickly she surrendered, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling herself closer, but there really wasn’t room left, not with all these other emotions swirling around, demanding his attention, at the forefront of course, was lust, it was almost impossible to think sensibly or rationally with it working its way into every thought, that was hard enough when she wasn’t pressed against him like this, or kissing him the way she was now, which definitely wasn’t helping out the small coherent part of his brain that was warning him he was letting himself get carried away here, he was almost relieved when she pulled away to catch her breath, he needed it, to compose himself, “cant help it babe.. ” he murmured smugly between breaths, grinning briefly before she was kissing him again, with just as much intensity as before, which surprised him a little, made him hesitate for a moment, he didn’t have a lot of self control and he relied on her to keep him in check in these situations, to rein him in whenever things got out of hand, as they so easily could, and as they too often did, it was all kinds of frustrating, but it was better than the worry of pushing her into something she wasn’t ready for. But there was none of the usual cues to back off, either that or he was too distracted to notice them, easily done between the kisses and the way her fingers raked up his back, he barely even noticed the flare of pain as her other hand ran over his bruised ribs. Wrapping his arms around her, he picked her up again, backing slowly towards the doorway that led back to the lounge room, and ultimately the first floor guest room, which was a lot closer than his, a whole staircase closer in fact, and much, much cleaner. Not that, even now, he was expecting to get that far, really, he just figured the very comfy king sized bed was a more suitable place to continue this intense make out session, less chance of having one of his grandparents walk in on them, which was always awkward, but still preferable over her dad, he was too sexy to die young.
- -he kept waiting for her to pull back, to push his hands off, to give him some indication that she wasn’t as into it as he was, but she didn’t, not even when he’d pushed her dress up far enough to run his fingers along the lace edge of her underwear, it was crazy to think that not five minutes ago she’d beyond pissed at him, and now? despite how many times he’d fantasized about this, and how close, so very close he was to it, he couldn’t shake that thought, this wasn’t the way things were meant to go, he didn’t want to her first time to be like this, it was selfish, and he cared about her too much for that, breaking the kiss he gazed up at her, smiling at the almost frustrated look on her face, “.. I love you ” he began, pressing a finger to her lips when she moved to kiss him again, his expression mock reproving, “ but we cant… ” he added, running his thumb down her cheek, “its not supposed to go like this, babe, you deserve better ”
this right here is for the other half of jaylilah / supermuse & it is done , and i've got about nine hundred and sixxxxty things to say to you. you can find the threads i'm rocking right here . i've got to give a shout to youuu <3 . oh! i can't forget i have to say ; it poured down rain like ten minutes later. karmaaaaaaa :P i cant write anything anymore. fml.
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Post by amalia vitale on Nov 4, 2010 14:05:16 GMT -8
- - -" giving in so easily, that kind of surprised her, but admittedly there was a lot more self-control put into being around him and kissing him like they were given to at times, it took more focus to keep things in check then you'd imagine or she'd let on. she liked being able to tease him about his total lack of self-control how apt he was to throw it all to the wind, which was not much different from her, in all actuality her self-control levels hovered somewhere around sam's, but the gymnastics had gone a long way to help her curb recklessness when it wasn't directly tied to the betterment of her career. it was helpful around jay, she had to be the one that kept them under control, however in the past to was just trying to prevent them from getting arrested by going through with crazier pranks. keeping their clothes one was infinitely harder and took more focus then she had to spare with so much attention being devoted to how totally through the roof she was with him. the fact she was so mad was yet another disadvantage, not only did it distract her focus but there were a lot of the same driving forces behind anger and fighting as there were behind sex. the effort it took to pull back from his lips was greater then she'd thought it would be and she was surprised she managed out a few snarky words to him and allowed him a smug thought before she was pulling herself into him again. the more she thought on it the more she could be okay with letting them lapse, it came to much more satisfying ends then ending up in jail and it's not like this wasn't coming up anyways. she may have been holding off because of her nerves and feeling self-conscious - which was just irritating to her, she tried to avoid buying into that bullshit girl drama - but this was inevitable, it wasn't just because it wasn't uncommon among couples their age, but it was also because it was the couple they were, bordering volatile and crazy reckless, more often then not jumping into this or that without really thinking about it.
his grip tightened around her again and he lifted her back into his arms and she wrapped her legs tight around his waist not breaking the kiss as he walked them from the kitchen where she'd started yelling at him, this really would have been the time she'd have stopped him any other time. there was a part of her that wasn't as touched by the hormones and lust that was trying to tell her to at least slow down, maybe take a minute to considering pulling the breaks because yeah, having sex for the first time on the heels of a fight with the person you were currently trying to devour wasn't the greatest idea, and this logic almost worked with her for a minute, but then the added element effectively squashed any progress she'd made in the logic department, it was one of those moments where she thought for the thousandth time she should've been born a dude. they weren't rare moments, but she was pretty sure she could argue this one, shirtless jay was incredibly distracting, kissing jay more so, kissing a shirtless jay was the kind of thing that made you forget your name, kissing a shirtless jay as he hovered over you in a bed in an empty house with a pretty solid window of time you have completely uninterrupted... yeah, hello, that was asking for all self-control to be thrown out the window weighted down by a heavy brick. she could finally feel her nerves spiking as her already short dress moved further up her thighs, she could feel the heat his fingers left over her skin as they moved over her underwear and she felt her stomach clench and her heart picking up pace when suddenly his lips were no longer on hers, there was a little confusion but a smile spread over her lips as he spoke, "i love you too." she managed, before she moved to bring his face back down to hers, "what?" there was a note of disbelief in her breathless voice, that paired with nicely with the hints of irritation that laced through her expression when he'd first pulled back from her, suddenly she had a much greater respect for him every time she had been the one to pull back, to suggest something different, or like two weekends ago when she'd dragged him to a party for her aunt suggest that maybe somebody might legitimately need to use the bathroom while they were occupying it. "i'm prepared to settle?" she said to him, the rush of everything in her addling her brain and not finding anything wrong with it happening like this, yeah, she had been yelling at him, had been incredibly pissed off at him and he'd just come off of a fight with her brother he'd promised not to get into, but wasn't make-up sex meant to be the best and right now she didn't find any problem with fixing the argument this way. "so much hate for you right now," she said dryly, the leg she'd brought up on his hip sliding down, as she pushed a focusing breath through her kiss-swollen lips, trying to focus her thoughts on something stronger then lust, which for her was concern, she let her eyes trail over his side frowning at the bruise that was darkening and seemingly growing larger over his side. "i can't go home, i'll kill him..." she said glaring at the bruise.
this is tagged to jayden/the wonderful affy.<3 & it is complete. i've got about things to say to you. you can find the threads delilah is rocking right here. i've got to give a shout to liz for graphics while those lyrics up there go to joe jonas & demi lovato, wouldn't change a thing. oh! i can't forget i have to say; he is way too sexy to die young. <3
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Post by jayden mattias gates on Dec 29, 2010 2:45:51 GMT -8
---- -a lot of him really did want to just keep going, to just ignore those thoughts in the back of his mind telling him to stop, that they’d regret it.. because who knew how long it would be before she worked up the nerve to go through with it again, a week? a month? a year? with the way they were together, he seriously doubted it would take another year for it to finally happen between them, but then, just look at how long it had taken for them to even admit to being into each other, longer still, to admit it to each other…. no, he really had to be more optimistic than that, otherwise he was never going to work up the self control needed to pull back right now, and he knew that he needed to, did he really want her first time story to begin with ‘me and jay got in a fight’ or ‘sam and jay got in a fight’? hardly, that kind of lead in might not have bothered him much, but he was a guy, losing his virginity wasn’t as big a deal to him, not in that sense at least, and while delilah rarely adhered to the general girly clichés, he figured this was one of those times where she might actually hold true to it, with wanting it to special and all that. still, to be completely honest, he was just a surprised as delilah that he had managed to pull back, especially considering the situation, they didn’t get very many opportunities to be alone like this, completely alone, that is, not with people in other parts of the house, like his grandparents or his sister, or tagging along on their dates, something that had only further confirmed his suspicions her dad was some kind of badass mob boss, it only got worse when they were at her house, they were rarely left alone in a room together, and when they were, there was always some reason or another to come in and check up on them at regular intervals, like he’d be stupid enough to try something with her parents in the house, he didn’t have a death wish. okay.. that was a lie, with her dad in the house, when her dad was in the house was the only time he really bothered to check himself around her, he was the only one he was worried might put his impressive gun collection to good use.
---- -at her question he smirked, he was all too familiar with the look of frustration that spread across her face in that moment, that was usually how he looked in this situation.. and he had to admit, it was a refreshing change of pace, to be the one who was saying no. a little payback for all the times that she’d done that to him. and while he understood why, that she was nervous and shit, sometimes it was almost inhumane the way she would tease him, bringing him to that point where he thought for sure they were about to start ripping each others clothes off, and then just pulling back and leaving him hanging. How she did that so easily he couldn’t fathom, his mind was still on it five, ten, thirty minutes later… not that it ever strayed that far, at eighteen he had pretty much perfected the art of steering any conversation back to sex if he so chose, and he so chose quite often, granted delilah wasn’t such an easy blush anymore, especially since their status change from best friends to boyfriend and girlfriend, but it was still infinitely amusing to exploit her discomfort with the subject. “ now you know how it feels… ” he teased, letting his fingertips trail up her thigh again, following her gaze he gave a shrug, “ its not as bad as it looks. ” he lied, rolling onto his back beside her, there was still enough adrenaline running through his system to mask some of the pain, but now that the numbing effect of the ice had worn off again he was starting to feel it, still, there was no need to worry her anymore than necessary, or at all if he could avoid it, though with delilah that was kind of impossible, she’d fuss over him regardless, “ and your allowed to kill him but I’m not? Unfair. ” he added, pouting a little, before leaning over to silence her with a kiss, the slow building kind and quite a change from the forceful hungry ones from before, but in some way almost as dangerous, he pulled back well before he really would have liked, and by the look on her face, she seemed to share the same opinion, he grinned, “ I know I’m irresistible, but your just going to have to contain yourself.” running a thumb across her cheek, his expression softened, and he sighed, “im sorry.. you know… about before… ” he began, turning his gaze away from her for a moment, “ you were right, I should have walked away… but babe, even I have my limits…” he added, looking up at her again.
this right here is for the other half of jaylilah / supermuse & it is done , and i've got about idek things to say to you. you can find the threads i'm rocking right here . i've got to give a shout to youuu <3 . oh! i can't forget i have to say ; i dont know how it takes me this long. honestly.
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Post by amalia vitale on Jan 2, 2011 1:20:37 GMT -8
- - -" part of her knew this wasn't the right time, the right way, but there was a bigger majority part that was totally cool with it. it's not like it'd be some super skeezy one time deal kind of thing but it still should've been a little more then as a result of what could've been a fight for the ages. while it was normally her job to steer them away from these dangerous waters she really couldn't bring herself to do it, and it was only a couple days before in her academy dorm she'd had to put the breaks on because last minute nerves twirled in her stomach. she hated it, she really did, she thought it was pretty ridiculous she trusted jayden more then anyone in the world, apart from maybe dominic. sex had pretty much always been a taboo topic in her life what with gymnastics and being her father's first daughter and him expecting her not to get married or date until she was at least in her eighties. she did have to deal with sam and jayden's never-ending dirty jokes, but they'd always made her uncomfortable, which was definitely a driving force behind jayden's propensity to tell as many as he could when they were together, over the years she'd gotten better at ignoring or just rolling her eyes at them, but there were some... some that just pushed it for her. now most of his dirty jokes had just turned into whispering less then appropriate things in her ear at the most inopportune time, like when she was trying to study, or when they were out with their friends. she was slowly building up an immunity to it, but i was pretty impossible to control her blushes at times, and they seemed to want to increase with every smug smile she got from him after. you'd think he'd find no satisfaction in such a reliable response from her, but every guy loved to make a girl blush, no matter how easy it actually was. still, if she had her way and she was in total control of the 'do we or don't we' like she normally was she could tell you now that she was pulling for the former, the fact jayden was pulling for the latter through her for a loop. he may have never bugged her about it, he'd never ever tried to push her, which she loved but she could tell that he was disappointed every time she said no, which was understandable. now that she knew exactly how it felt she wasn't quite sure she'd be able to say no next time, she didn't want to say no now, really. she'd gotten some grief from him, low key, always in jest since the first time things had reached that too far point with them, which really wasn't that long after they'd begun dating but it just further drove home the point that they were both reckless, volatile and headstrong.
knowing that you would've thought that it would've made him telling her no a little easier to swallow, easier to understand and maybe stop her for a second and let the logic creep in that, yeah, maybe losing her virginity to him less then an hour after he fucked her brother up wasn't the smartest idea. honestly the only thing that really registered in her right now was disappointment and total longing. this was crap. total, total crap. she was thinking twice next time her nerves got to her. it's not like she didn't feel it already when she'd push him away, her body wasn't reacting any differently now really, her mind was more distracted by already being pissed off and worked up, ready to fight him, but her body responded the exact same way, getting so close and then nothing. it felt a shitton different when you weren't the one initiating the hold though. she'd readily admit that even a little of her wanted to pout, legitimately pout not the teasing pouts she'd offer jayden or dominic if she were trying to get her way and she thought they were being unreasonably stubborn. it wasn't easy to come down from that, which is why she normally had to go make popcorn or some kind of food for them after, just so she had something to do that was away from him and occupy her mind for at least a minute away from the way his hands had felt against hers. luckily - or maybe not - the bruise on his side was so glaring that her normal concern pulled up almost masking all the longing and lust. she knew her weird overprotective-ness over him would have to come in handy at some point. she let her fingers hover over the bruise, her fingers barely brushing it around the edges. she felt a surge of irritation in her towards her brother, she was still mad at jayden but his kissing and her frustrations with sam were easily pushing that to the back of her mind.
lilah quirked a brow at his words, "forgive me if i don't believe you, you could break something and have the bone poking through the skin and you'd say the exact same thing." it might have been hyperbole, but not that much, he was always trying to downplay his injuries, mostly because she was always trying aggrandize them. she rolled on to her side propping her head up on her hand, "it's just a bruise right? tell the truth." sam and jayden were pretty much evenly matched but jayden had the control sam didn't, sam was beyond drunk and she knew it'd get more erratic now, he very easily could've hit jayden hard enough to cause something more then a bruise. "the privileges of sharing dna." she remarked sarcastically before his lips were on hers again, and it was pretty tame, but considering how close they'd already come tonight it was enough to make her heart flutter, and as he pulled back from her she wanted to pout. delilah shook her head at his words, only him, though really it might have been the first time she could've said 'i really don't think i can' and not have been sarcastic about it. "that was unfair..." tonight was just a ridiculously close call. lilah sighed, "no, i know you and i know sam. he's relentless. and i... i just shouldn't have let things reach this point." she reached up, cupping his cheek, "i asked too much, i know." she admitted, her gaze dropping for a moment, before she looked back up at him, "i appreciate the effort, and honestly you lasted a lot longer then really expected," she teased, before pulling his face to hers and kissing him, threading her fingers through his hair, she pulled back too soon for her liking, but considering that not ten minutes before they'd been ready to tear each other's clothes off she figured it was better to err on the side of caution. "will you get in trouble if i stay?"
this is tagged to jayden/the wonderful affy.<3 & it is complete. i've got about enough things to say to you. you can find the threads delilah is rocking right here. i've got to give a shout to liz for graphics while those lyrics up there go to joe jonas & demi lovato, wouldn't change a thing. oh! i can't forget i have to say; say it's a special talent. or actually having a life lol.
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